Bloodchild and Company

As the banquet came to a close, several of the military leaders were present. Bastion called for them all to meet in the business suite. As they filed into the room their weapons were placed on the rack. Bastion planned to nip this vile bud from the vine.

“Thank you all for coming. Please come in. Have a glass of blood and take your seats. We have much to discuss.” The men all came in chattering amongst themselves about their battles and their fronts they held. “We’ve held the Lycans off up until the enchanted forrest and its water.” “We have kept the trade lines clear of bandits. There’s hasn’t been an incident in a long while now.” “Yes, but the neighboring clan has been making their way towards our forrest borders and I fear they have foul intentions,” one of the officers mentioned.

“All right. Meeting is in session. We have all been trying to figure out what we can do in order to make things more peaceful between the clans. The one thing we have in common, the Lycans, has bec